Looking back on these blogs it’s rare for me to be short of words. Does anyone actually read these things to the end? I think they’re mostly for my own benefit – a channel to spew out random thoughts instead of them rattling around my brain. My career might last another 50 years or 5 minutes so I might as … Read More
Somewhere between too many free whiskies at 4am and me thrashing her repeatedly at pool, Lisa had lost her purse. We turned the hotel upside down but with no joy. Initial grief makes way for self-flagelation. I’m SUCH an idiot… it’s a feeling I know well after years of practice. John and Lisa pointed the van in the direction of … Read More
Going on stage after a giant novelty cheque for £30,000 has been handed to someone always presents its own unique set of challenges. Rule one is to remember the time-honoured charity / wedding gig mantra which should always be tattooed in temporary reverse mirror writing on your forehead so you can read it whenever you catch a passing glance of … Read More
By 1am I’d done nothing. Not the TV, film, book, tidy the flat kind of nothing, but nothing. Nothing except look at Facebook and feel bored out of my brains cos I wasn’t doing a gig. My night off at home was a let down, so thank God for Worcester the next day. I’d been quite worried about this gig … Read More
“Everybody’s got a story to tell, tell me yours” Tom McQ. The Scottish dates have come to a close, so I thought I’d jot down some creeping conclusions… Artists and fans alike exist because we think music has intense value. It can make us feel emotional highs and lows, sometimes it understands us better than anyone. Is good music the … Read More
I wanna share a little lesson I learned about 13 years too late. The main ingredients for looking after your singing voice are: – lots of good, uninterupted sleep – not drinking too much alcohol – plenty of water (at room temperature if possible) – regular days off I woke up in Dunfermline after 4 hours of sleep, feeling hungover … Read More
“I promise it’s not normally like this” she said as the entire pub erupted in a mass violent brawl. Women spat venomous words at each other whilst slapping and shoving each other. Brutal, drunken hulks (and one suited businessman) knocked lumps out of each other over some irrelevancy. It had been hands down the weirdest gig of the tour. I … Read More
Whether its the high of a great gig or the low of a rubbish travelodge moment, nothing stays still on tour, and nothing lasts. Another nice life lesson maybe – everything is always changing whether we like it or not. The morning passed by in intense debate with John about the food industry, employment, music, politics, law, science and religion … Read More
What a perfect day, what a crappy end to the night. Everything had started well. Try and imagine what kind of festival this guy would put on: Yep meet Walter Micklethwaite, creator of The Insider Festival and a gem of a man who showed us around the gorgeous 200-acre grounds of his scottish manor.
Drunken nights have consequences, and much of the day went by in a daze of blurrily epic scenery. At one point I even wondered what on earth I’d write about it, but as it turned out something special happened in Aviemore – I felt totally and utterly at home.